"How did you run into him again?"
Yan Xiaobei repeated his old trick, using Divine Thought to entangle Yalin, and blatantly led Betty away from him, hiding in the crowd.
"What can I do, this guy's been looking for me ever since he came in." Betty was a bit distressed but also touched, "He's such an idiot. He knows very well that once I make a decision, I won't change it."
Yan Xiaobei pursed his lips, "Fine, I'll take you to find Reiner Lido."
"Okay." Talking about Reiner Lido, Betty's face suddenly turned cold.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Yan Xiaobei's right hand around Betty's waist did not let go, and Betty didn't ask him to, so they maintained a half-embrace, half-leaning intimate state of movement.
At the center of the venue, people attending the masquerade sang and danced, bustling and crisscrossing, cutting through the crowd. The music was passionate, and people indulged themselves, enjoying and dancing all over the place.
